| The lyric of Sweet Art Thou, Theatre Of Tragedy's song Stay still patient; wilt thou my sister of merciful troth be? I shall attempt the halter of thy life make less lighten d! I shall climb the yew Will it subdue me or not! Swooning emotions smite my bosom - I have in aptness depriev d thy eyrie Oh! - but ne er alas; Fro many another a lass - Lodge here fore ermore. Dodge thither sable of yore! A narrow dell hath now for me turn d into a broad land; A land rich with fields of the Simbelmyne. Sonorous to my ears are the words form d by thy tongue; Conquer me! - Waylay me! - Swathe me twixt thy arms! Make me sense the wine which is drunk by queens And let it flow white and full in tast o er my lips. Make me sense the wine which is drunk by kings And let it flow red and full in taste o er my lips. A dais d bridge o er the ghyll In which a river bottomless - I would have drowned Yet thou drewest me out soaking! Save thou art not yet all parched - Eavesdroppest ye: A wee drop I can hear it! - I can feel it! Whence it comes I can only deem Yet I will not tarry idly! Lest this for me is a gay dream: Let it adamant be - A dream that will sojourn eternally - Empty the flagon in me! In which theatre I will act!
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